Fate of the Immortals and Demons

Chapter 323 Cave Heaven

But seeing that the little white dragon appeared because of this handsome young man, and was floating above the puddle, everyone was shocked and suspicious.

Could it be that this little white dragon is actually a young girl in love? That's why she treats this handsome young man differently?

"You ugly creatures, why don't you take a piss and look in the mirror? If I could be recruited so easily, how could you have come to disturb me?

"Take advantage of this dragon's good mood and leave quickly. Otherwise, I will just disappear without a trace."

When Xiaobailong rolled Mohei into the puddle, he refused without giving him any face and ordered him to leave in a sharp tone.

In fact, this is indeed just a wisp of Chilong spirit. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as illusory.

Because of this, as long as the little white dragon is willing, it can disappear into thin air anytime and anywhere.

Even a powerful person in the Void Immortal Stage cannot subdue it by force.

Even if it is subdued by force, it is just a wisp of spirit.

This is like a treasure that is broken into pieces. It is not an easy task to collect and restore it.

"How hateful! Just wait and see!"

Prince Ziying from the Yingyue Dynasty had never been rejected like this before. He was so angry that he left in anger after saying some harsh words.

The rest of the people also felt helpless. Although they were unwilling, they had to endure the setback and leave in disappointment.

After all, it is really difficult to take away this strand of Chilong spirit by force. Even if you break into the puddle several times, it is difficult to find any trace of it.

It's like a grain of sand mixed in the mud, which is really hard to find.

According to rumors, this Chilong spirit was formed from a drop of blood, and this drop of blood, like a drop of rain, may fall on an inconspicuous pebble, or drip into a dead branch or leaf, thus becoming a hiding place...

Because of this, although we know that this strand of Chilong soul is in Yingchou Gorge, which is less than a hundred miles in radius, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack or sand in a huge wave. It is difficult to find it. What on earth did this drop of essence blood fall into?

On the other hand, Luo Ting, Piao Xu, Die Yi and a few other girls showed a trace of reluctance to leave to varying degrees.

Seeing this, Young Master Kongxu, Yue Jinchao and other young male monks became even more jealous and ordered their followers to keep watch.

After all, although the spirit of the Chilong could not be recruited, the more he thought about the handsome pretty boy, the more suspicious he seemed.

"Hey, let me tell you, you've become so handsome, why are you still so unhappy?"

As soon as he brought Mo Hei into the Longdan Cave where he hid to save his life, the little white dragon asked with a slightly teasing tone.

Mo Hei just forced a smile and looked around the cave which was almost a treasure cave.

It was filled with rare treasures looted and spiritual stones piled up into small hills.

It really proves the old saying that a man cannot become rich without unexpected wealth, and a horse cannot become fat without night grass.

From this we can see that this little white dragon is the king of Yingchoujian and is at large, but he has robbed a lot of money on the road.

"Hey, where is this place? Why is it completely different from the last time I was here?"

Mo Hei looked at the huge cave in front of him. It looked like a treasure cave and was comparable to a giant palace.

For a moment, he was dazzled by what he saw, but he did not show a trace of greed at all.

From this we can see that Mo Hei's transformation is indeed a complete change of heart and a brand new look.

The little white dragon was delighted to see this, and he transformed himself into a little boy.

She was wearing a big red bellyband, like a porcelain doll, with a high braid and a pair of dragon horns on her forehead. She looked very adorable.

When asked this question, Little White Dragon crossed his legs in an air of old age, jumped onto a pile of spirit stones, and said with a smile:

"If it weren't for the fact that you look much more pleasing to the eye and if I hadn't felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with you, I wouldn't have brought you to this Divine Dragon's Dragon Pill Cave Heaven."

"Dragon Pill Cave Heaven!? What is that?"

After Mo Hei looked at it carefully, he found that there was no entrance or exit in the cave.

The walls of the cave are crimson in color, as if they are wrapped in a blood-red bead.

"If it weren't for this Dragon Pill Cave Heaven, this Divine Dragon might have been forcibly abducted long ago. How could I still be here at ease and do whatever I want? Come with me and you will see for yourself."

As Xiao Bailong was speaking, he suddenly jumped in front of Mo Hei, who was looking at him in amazement, and acted very intimately, taking Mo Hei's hand.

With this touch, Mo Heidun had a strange feeling, as if they were separated by yin and yang, with a sense of being tangible but intangible.

It's like touching a flame with your hand; you can feel it, but you can't touch it like the real thing.

Just when Mo An was filled with confusion and uncertainty, he had already followed the little white dragon to the center of the cave.

Suddenly, I saw a faint shadow of a ball of light floating above a totem-shaped formation.

If you look closely, it is not difficult to see that the core of this ball of light is actually wrapped in a drop of essence and blood.

If you look more closely, you will be surprised to find that this phantom of the light ball is formed by the light emitted by this drop of essence and blood.

"See?! It is because of this drop of Chilong's blood that this divine dragon was able to survive and manifest itself."

Before Mo Hei could say anything, Xiao Bailong said:

"There must be tens of millions of drops of blood and essence, just like this divine dragon right now, scattered throughout every corner of the Three Realms."

Mo Hei immediately understood and asked:

"So, what you mean is, you want me to gather them all?"

Xiao Bailong asked instead:

"Have you ever heard of how a thousand drops of water make a river, and how a hundred rivers flow into the sea?"

Mo Hei felt confused for a moment and nodded silently.

Little White Dragon didn't explain much, he took Mo Hei's hand and pressed it towards the blood bead floating in the air, saying:

"Try touching this ball of light with your hand now."

Although Mo Hei was completely confused, he had a vague illusion that this little white dragon might be the same as Xing'er and Yue'er...

I still remember when I was still in the small world, searching for treasure in the secret realm of Tongxian Tower. In an underground palace, when I was breaking the barrier, I saw with my own eyes a phantom of a Chilong, and it also said to Xuanyao:

"Oh? So the mistress of the underworld also traveled through time and space? Why is it that she is a split soul?"

Now that I think about it, there must be some connection.

"Oh!"

Just as Mo Hei was lost in thought, his thoughts pouring out like a spring, his hand, as if entering an empty space, broke through the formation totem and touched the looming blood-colored ball. It was like a bomb was ignited...

There was a dull sound, like a needle piercing a water bag. Or rather, the blood-glowing ball seemed to be shattered, sending out ripples that spread out before disappearing without a trace...

Before Mo Hei could realize what was going on, he saw this drop of essence blood floating out of the formation totem.

As Mo Hei looked at it with surprise and fixed his eyes on it, it seemed to have some spirit and took the initiative to hide itself between the little white dragon's eyebrows.

As this drop of essence and blood sank into the body, the little white dragon's body became noticeably more solid.

The little hand in my hand gradually began to feel the touch. It was soft and sticky, just like the tender hands of a newborn baby, smooth and soft, so delicate that it could be broken by a touch.

"What on earth is going on here?"

Mo Hei suddenly felt that all this was too unbelievable. Could it be that this drop of essence blood was stimulated because of him and floated out from this formation totem?

"Awooo... This is fantastic! This dragon has finally escaped from the pebble and can leave this shabby place. The rest of the essence and blood scattered across the Three Realms will surely break free from their cages and no longer be trapped in one corner. They will resonate with each other, and eventually, each drop will become a river, and all rivers will flow into the sea."

As this drop of essence and blood was absorbed, the little white dragon cheered and jumped up and down, appearing extremely happy and excited.

It is like a stubborn monkey that has been imprisoned for a long time, finally released from the cage and regained its freedom. From then on, the sky is high and the birds fly freely, and the sea is wide and the fish jump freely.

Mo Hei quietly watched the little white dragon, which looked like a porcelain doll, happily throwing the mountains of treasures around in the Longdan Cave.

After a while, Little White Dragon held a piece of black ore with a strange shape in his hand, and happily ran straight to Mo Hei and handed it to him, saying:

"Take this amethyst and use it to refine it! It's quite suitable for training and improving the quality of your flying sword."

"Then I would be disrespectful."

Mo Hei was not pretentious. He knew that his only goal was to practice hard and become stronger.

A hundred-year Nascent Soul cannot be achieved just by determination!

We must be down-to-earth and take action step by step, so as not to end up with wishful thinking.

"Why are you being so polite to me? If you don't become stronger, how can you protect this divine dragon and merge the remaining blood essence? Besides, even in this Earth Spirit Realm, there are also blood essences scattered in other places."

Xiao Bailong spoke seriously and solemnly, as if he regarded Mo Hei as a close friend.

Although Mo Hei was still full of doubts, he now knew that one day, when his cultivation level increased, all of this would be cleared up and the truth would come out.

Just like Ming Huayuan, didn’t he unilaterally make a promise to cultivate the Nascent Soul within a hundred years?

If you can't do it, it only means that your qualifications are mediocre, and there is no need to treat yourself well.

"Alright, let's go out first! After your cultivation is consolidated, we will go east to meet up with another drop of blood essence."

As the Little White Dragon was speaking, he had already left Longdan Cave Heaven with Mo Hei. When they reappeared, they were in a water cave.

Mo He recognized the simple cave in front of him at a glance. It was the place where he was first brought in by the little white dragon.

At the same time, a flash of red light appeared between the eyebrows of the little white dragon. It is not difficult to imagine that this dragon pill cave must exist in the essence and blood between the eyebrows of the little white dragon.

"It's better not to expose this Dragon Pill Cave Heaven as much as possible. Not only does it contain treasures that this Divine Dragon robbed, but it is also a place to save your life in times of crisis."

At this moment, Xiaobailong looked like a little dragon, his tone still had a hint of old-fashionedness, and in his hand he held an extremely ordinary and inconspicuous pebble.

Little did people know that this drop of Chilong's blood had fallen and was hidden in this stone.